A/N:

MisoGirl -- Yeah, I know. I couldn't think how to end the chapter, and, well, that just kinda came out... ;

tegan new -- Well, I don't really mind when my dad gets it, he needs it for work. And besides he's coding up my site for me.

raspberrysorbet -- Uh, actually he was supposed to be having a bit of a panic attack. Okay, more like a sever one. But I did mention in a previous chapter that he doesn't like crowds overly much... You'll find out why later.

Anyway, everyone enjoy the chapter (as ridiculously short as it is...)

Helen stared out the floor to ceiling window, not really watching anything, or anyone in particular. The Enchantment cafe was usually busiest at this hour and today was no exception. The hum of peoples' voices mixed and blended until it became one monotones cadence that blanketed the entire place. Ensuring that no one would hear her and her companion's conversation.
Assuming he ever shows up. She thought wearily.
It was a few more minutes until he finally sat down in the chair across from her.
"Sorry I am late." He said with a polite, apologetic smile as he sat down, "It's been a little difficult to get away from work the last month and half. And on that note, I saw the ad you put out a little while ago. Did you get the people you were hoping to?"
"Hope had nothing to do with it."
"Ah. So you had another premonition then?"
She raised her cup to him in a salute by way of a "yes."
"So, who was it you were trying to get?"
"Chrono and his family." That gave him pause, "Which brings me to the point of this meeting; why are there Pursuers still after him? He's died, which means he's paid the debt of his transgressions."
"I'll look into it."
"In other words, you don't know."
"No," He conceded, "I don't."
"I should also inform you then that they have been after his mother and brother as well."
He frowned.
"What is his mother's name?"
"Ctanna."
"Ah. That explains much."
"Oh?" She asked with a raised eyebrow.
"If she is his mother then that means he is know Aion's son."
"An irony even God would shake his head at. Well, even so, his parentage should not determine whether he is to live or die. Especially not after everything that happened..."
"Agreed." He said with a nod.
His pager went off. With a sigh he set his coffee cup down and stood up.
"If you'll excuse me..."
She nodded and he left. Sighing, Helen looked out the window again and decide to stay a little while longer. She needed to think.

A/N: See? I told you it's ridiculously short. I try to make the next one longer...